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... Line?"
The delicate voice broke through the hum of the café like a wind chime in spring.
Miyamizu Mitsuha blinked, raising her head in surprise.
Standing before her was a blonde woman of almost surreal beauty.
The sun filtering through the café window painted golden highlights in her wavy hair, which fell gracefully to her shoulders. Her skin was pale, nearly porcelain, and her features bore a distinct Western charm—a tall, defined nose, brilliant eyes, and the e ...
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